Sweet Suicide - Poem by Mythically Loved
Voices in my head,
keep telling me he's gone.
I wish that i were dead,
instead i'm all alone.
I sit in silence-
staring at my nothing,
wondering why i did this,
and what could have been.
He did nothing wrong,
and its all my fault.
I thought that we belonged.
Guess i needed more than thought.
My knees are weak,
and i just slipped.
I begin to shreak,
with my hands gripped.
Arms and legs, cut from a blade.
With my hands still tightly clasped-
my memories begin to fade.
Bleeding out, hoped it would last.
My body collapsed,
as his arms came around my waist.
Now that he'd realized-
he was already two minutes too late.
Date Written: 5/6/10
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